Only in Sleep is a poem by American author Sara Teasdale.  It’s about a lady remembering her childhood friends in her dreams.

MP3 Recording of Only in Sleep

Only in Sleep

Only in sleep I see their faces,
Children I played with when I was a child,
Louise comes back with her brown hair braided,
Annie with ringlets warm and wild.

Only in sleep Time is forgotten —
What may have come to them, who can know?
Yet we played last night as long ago,
And the doll-house stood at the turn of the stair.

The years had not sharpened their smooth round faces,
I met their eyes and found them mild —
Do they, too, dream of me, I wonder,
And for them am I too a child?

Read by Diana Majlinger
Image from “The Girl’s Own Book” (1856) by Lydia Maria Child